Brown Sugar Page #7

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Did you actually

see him cook for you?

- No.

- Tsk...

he's runnin' game

on you.

That n*gger

ain't cook for you!

Dre, why would

he say it if he didn't?

So he could get you

to make him coffee

in the middle of the night

so he could tap that.

I'm a dude.

I know these things.

Well,

his game worked.

Ohh! Sidney!

For real?

Is y'all gonna do it?

Bye, Dre.

- Sidney!

- Bye.

Sid!

Sidney!

There you go.

Thank you.

Mmm.

- This is good coffee.

- Mmm.

This is really good.

Yeah, I, uh...

I got it

from Balducci's.

Mmm.

It's a great aroma.

Ahem.

Let's have sex now.

Let's.

Excuse me, sir.

I'm looking for a,

uh, Chris Vichon.

- He's in there.

- Does he...

- Right there.

- Oh, ok.

Thank you.

Watch it.

What's up, partner?

What's up, man?

What you doin' here?

Uh...

actually, I, um...

I'm, uh, ahem...

I'm startin'

my own label,

and, uh,

somebody told me

that this real nice

MC works here.

You... You know him?

What you want, Grinch?

What you want me to do,

some Mother Goose raps?

"There was an old ho

that lived in a shoe. "

No, I ain't lookin'

for that no more, man.

I'm lookin'

for some real stuff.

I don't get you, man.

One day

you all shiny-suited up,

then the next day,

you head to the garage

lookin' for the raw sh*t.

Well, what you got

goin' on, man? What?

You waitin' for

some label to come

and scoop you? You...

What's your hook?

See, that's the difference

between me and you, dog.

I don't need no hook.

My skills is my hook.

You're an MC

that drives a cab.

A taxicab!

Let me tell you something.

First of all, I got a job.

I didn't come to Millenium

askin' you for sh*t.

Hey, man, I got a job,

too, all right?

But I ain't too proud

to ask for help.

Maybe you should be

more proud.

'Cause your rep

is like this.

Come on, man,

I know you was comin'

down here

to do it, man.

You just signed the hip-hop

cartoon puppies.

You think you could

rap with me?

Spotted dalmatian,

Smothers Brothers dudes.

What am I supposed

to trust you for?

All right, man.

You got me.

All I know is I'm here,

man, all right?

All I can give you

is my word.

I'm tryin' to do

something real.

The way I see it,

real MC'ing,

that's the hook.

That could be our hook.

That's my vision.

All right?

No shiny suits,

no bling-bling,

no spotted furs.

This is the real deal.

On the humble?

I need you, man.

You want...

You wanna help me?

Yeah, man.

You really wanna

help me do something?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Hold this.

Take this.

Hook up my back seat.

All right,

I'm gonna just...

I'm gonna

place it here,

I'm gonna get you

some coffee.

How long is it

gonna take you

to clean the back seat?

Oh, you...

You want me to clean

the back seat?

I mean, if it's too gully

for you, it's all good.

No, no, no, no! No.

I mean,

yo, I'm gully.

- Oh, yeah, you gully?

- Yeah!

I don't want you

to mess up

your nails or nothin',

you know what I mean?

I'm gully, man.

I mean, you do

something for me,

I do something

for you, right?

That's

how it goes, man.

- Right? You good?

- I'm gully.

All right. You find any change

back there, it's mine, ok?

Cool. I got you.

All right, open a window so you

don't breathe that stuff in.

I'm gonna

open up a window.

Gully.

I'll talk to you.

- Give me a call.

- I will.

- I promise.

- All right.

See you.

Man:
Look at you!

Good to see you.

Hey, Reese.

Sidney, hi!

Hey, how you doing?

I never see you in here.

Well...

I usually don't

have the time,

but...

ever since Dre started

this record label project,

I've had a lot

more free time.

So I guess

I actually have you

to thank for bringing me

back to class.

- Me?

- Yeah. You know?

For all of your support

of Dre and his project.

Instructor:
All right,

everybody, listen up.

We're just about

ready to go.

I want you to find

a partner,

grab a pair

of focus mitts.

We're gonna do

some punch combos.

Alternate on my whistle.

Oh, thanks.

I'm already working

with my man

right here.

Just you and me.

Sidney:
Whoa.

Ohh! You ok, Reese?

Oh, yeah, I'm fine.

I'm just...

fine. I'm...

I'm just...

thankin' you.

Ok, Reese.

We're both big girls.

Let's let it out.

You have a problem with me

and my friendship with Dre?

No, I don't

have a problem

with your friendship

with Dre.

I have a problem...

that you're

in love with Dre.

What?

It's understandable.

Dre's an incredible man.

Listen,

me and Dre have been

through a lot together.

So, yes, I love him

as a friend,

like a brother,

but that's it!

Friend,

brother, whatever.

He... He lets you in...

in a way that he hasn't

let me in yet.

And all the secrets...

I have to...

beg for...

you already know!

So just maybe

the fact that...

you're that close...

bothers me!

I realize my friendship

with Dre may make

things awkward...

but I am not gonna

apologize for it!

I don't want you

to apologize for it!

That's not

what I'm saying.

I knew you were

friends with Dre

when we got married,

but this is not

what I expected.

This was not

part of our plan.

I never see him any...

more...

because of this...

record label thing!

You just said

"record label thing,"

like it's a hobby

or a distraction.

This label is more

than just

a thing to him!

Well, you know,

like I said, I guess...

you know him

better than I do.

#You take #

#You take #

#Yeah, yeah, let's do it #

# I know you're ready,

right? #

#Then let's do it #

#We'll do it next to it #

# Put your arms and legs

next to it #

#And rock whatever else

is left to it #

#You take #

#When you invited me #

# Like this,

like a mad clean #

# Like, focus, man #

#You got to give it to me #

#You need

to give it to me #

#You better give it to me #

# Give me some fine, fine #

# Give me brown sugar #

# Leave the ground

shook up #

# Got the world sweatin'

like fiends without hookup #

- # Come on #

- #You take #

#You take #

#When you invited me #

#You got to give it to me #

#You need

to give it to me #

#You better give it to me #

# Give me some fine #

# Brown sugar #

# Leave the ground

shook up #

# Observe the way,

how we make it sound #

#Word up, like,

you got to give it to me #

#You need

to give it to me #

#You got to give to me #

# Give me brown sugar #

# Lick your lips to it #

#Work your hips to it #

# Steady rockin'

like this to it #

- #You take #

- # Damn, baby #

# Damn! Ooh, ahh #

# Ooh, ahh, ooh, ahh #

# Ooh, ahh #

# Ooh, ahh, ooh, ahh #

- #You take #

- # Damn, baby #

Mmm!

More wings!

More crab cakes!

All:
Whoo! Yeah!

All right, y'all.

Hold up. I got

something to say.

Since this is

the last meal

uh, of the year,

I would like

to propose a toast.

Man:
Hey. Yeah.

Um, I'm a little...

little bit twisted,

so... so don't

hold me responsible

for anything

I might say.

Yeah, but we won't

hold you sis-sponsible.

Dre:
Anyway,

this has been

a hell of a year,

as all of y'all know,

full of ups and downs.

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